The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Ye Sisi couldn't help but rub her arms; the weather in February was indeed a bit chilly.

Su Jiuli took out a cloak from the book box, and Ye Sisi naturally took it. It turned out that her senior brother had prepared in advance.

The aroma of food wafted from next door, and Ye Sisi felt incredibly pitiful, having to endure both the cold and hunger.

Su Jiuli smiled and took out a bag of dried meat and a small packet of pastries from his book box. He had asked his second primordial spirit to buy these, and sure enough, they came in handy.

Ye Sisi didn't stand on ceremony, stuffing pastries into her mouth while looking at the heavy rain outside, and mumbled, "Looks like I can't leave today."

Su Jiuli first put away the chessboard and pieces, then took out two wine jugs, opened one and took a sip before saying, "Don't worry, it won't be boring."

Ye Sisi's eyes lit up. Su Jiuli had glanced outside earlier, so there must be some cultivators there. Could they be up to something? She was so curious. Maybe she should break the seal and take a look!

After hesitating for a moment, she decided against it. She wasn't stupid; Su Jiuli had prepared so much, clearly wanting her to integrate into the mundane world.

"I bought this fruit wine especially for you. It tastes pretty good. Drinking a little will help keep you warm."

Ye Sisi nodded with a smile. Just then, another group of people entered the pavilion.

This group of people all exuded a bandit-like aura, and each of them carried a large knife at their waist. Even though they were soaked to the bone by the rain, it did not diminish the oppressive feeling they brought.

There was only one exception: a young man in his early twenties. He was spotless from head to toe, not even a speck of mud on the soles of his shoes, as if the torrential rain and the filth of the world had deliberately bypassed him.

Although Ye Sisi had sealed her cultivation and hadn't used her divine sense to check, this guy was definitely a cultivator. He was such a good actor. He was just a bit too rugged-looking. If he were fair-skinned and handsome, wearing a white robe and exuding an ethereal aura, that would be a real talent for acting. What a pity.

The group looked around, and the burly man at the head glanced at Ye Sisi, then shook his head, probably thinking it was a pity she was a boy.

Ye Sisi smiled inwardly, winked at Su Jiuli, and then gave herself a thumbs up, as if to say, "I'm smart, aren't I?"

On the other side, alarm bells were ringing for the study tour group. This group looked like they were not to be trifled with, and they even had two very beautiful girls with them. You're most afraid of encountering people like this when you're traveling.

But sometimes what you fear most is what happens. Even though the two girls had tried to hide behind the crowd, they were still discovered.

Especially the cultivator who was completely clean, his eyes were burning with desire as he looked at one of the girls, and a spiritual light shone in his hand.

Ye Sisi knew about this thing, the Spirit-Seeking Disc, but it could only sense whether the other party had a spiritual root; it couldn't detect specific attributes or anything like that.

Before the man could make a move, the young male cultivator spoke up: "Young lady, I am Liu Can, a Foundation Establishment cultivator. I wish to become your Daoist partner. If you agree, everyone here will live."

The group turned pale. This man was incredibly domineering, especially the girl being stared at by the young male cultivator, who was trembling all over.

She gripped a boy's arm tightly, but couldn't utter a single word.

The young man who had previously criticized Ye Sisi for being unruly stepped forward, bowed, and said, "This junior is Song Qingfeng of the Zhu Li Dynasty. May I ask where you cultivate, senior? My elder sister is Song Qingya, a direct descendant of the Yunxia Sect, and my younger sister is already engaged. Please do not joke with me, senior."

Ye Sisi felt that this somewhat old-fashioned young scholar was still too naive, and his threat was too obvious. The key point was that he was too far away to solve the immediate problem. At worst, this cultivator could just kill everyone here. Anyway, he wasn't killing any sect disciples. He could just leave after he had done everything.

The premise is that this guy isn't afraid of getting entangled in karma, but judging from Liu Can's behavior, he doesn't seem like a righteous cultivator.

As for why this girl with spiritual roots wasn't taken away to cultivate, it's either because she missed the sect's time to recruit disciples, or because her aptitude was too poor.

Liu Can smiled, his eyes playful: "Song Qingfeng, is that you? Are you threatening me?"

Although Song Qingfeng was just a teenager, and although his fingers trembled slightly with nervousness, his eyes never wavered, and he stared at Liu Can without backing down.

Just then, the girl, her face pale with fright, spoke in a trembling voice, "Senior, my aptitude is very poor. I also have dual spiritual roots of water and fire. It's no use for you to take me back. I simply can't cultivate."

Liu Can frowned, clearly disappointed. He just wanted to capture a beautiful slave cauldron, so why was it so difficult?

Before the girl could even catch her breath, Liu Can burst into laughter: "Hahaha, it's okay, you and your girlfriends are both good-looking. Even if you're both good-for-nothings, I'll accept it. At least you can keep me entertained for a few days!"

Both girls collapsed to the ground, their legs giving way. The guards, seeing this, wanted to abandon the two young ladies and run away. They were just ordinary people; how could they fight against those immortal masters? Not only the guards, but even two handsome young men turned and rushed into the rain. As they ran, they even complained about Song Qingfeng and Song Qinglan. If only she had agreed earlier! Why did she have to threaten a cultivator? She had really ruined them.

Ye Sisi silently took everything in. Was this what they meant by "when disaster strikes, everyone flies away"? But thankfully, there is still true affection in the world. Although Master Song Qingfeng was a bit old-fashioned, he still had a sense of responsibility.

Just as she was thinking of getting rid of Liu Can, who had murderous intent, Song Qinglan suddenly shouted, "Senior, that guy over there is also a girl. She's prettier than any of us. Don't be fooled by her."

Ye Sisi was just about to get up...

She felt like she had swallowed a fly; what should she do? She was disgusted.

Su Jiuli quickly got into character, glaring angrily at Song Qinglan, whose face was full of resentment: "What nonsense are you spouting!"

Ye Sisi...

Shouldn't she also give it a try? Otherwise, it would be a disservice to the senior brother's superb acting skills.

Just then, Song Qingfeng slapped Song Qinglan across the face and cursed, "How could our Song family have given birth to such a thing as you!"

Song Qinglan said with a face full of resentment, "Why did you hit me? You are just an illegitimate child of the Song family. A bastard like you should not live in this world."

Song Qingfeng's fingers trembled with anger. He never expected that his usually gentle and polite younger sister would be so vicious. Not only did she want to drag innocent people down with her, but she also thought of him like this. Wasn't he good enough to her?

The man who hadn't had a chance to speak yet laughed and said, "Young master, I thought this lad was quite good-looking before, and I was just sorry she was a boy. I didn't expect her to be a girl. That woman was right, she is indeed much prettier!"

Liu Can looked Ye Sisi up and down, and seeing her hiding behind the young man in the blue robe with a look of fear on her face, he laughed and said, "Not bad, not bad, even if she's not a girl, I'll accept it!"

Ye Sisi...

She hadn't encountered many truly exceptional people since she transmigrated here, but after only two days in the mortal realm with Su Jiuli, they encountered one after another. Well, cultivators would simply fight to the death if they didn't like each other; they wouldn't have so many ulterior motives.

No wonder her senior brother wanted her to come to the mortal realm to cultivate her mind; she certainly made the right choice.